Yesterday there was a box full of birds. I’d been exhausted all day after a weekend of vicious food poisoning of some sort, and had flopped on the couch next to Iamze to lament. She was holding a bos in her lap. It was about the size of a two-pack of lightbulbs. She opened it. It was crammed full of speckled chicks. She took a few out and we played with them for awhile before she scooped them back up and sealed the box again.
On an unrelated note Chokhatauri’s cultural minister Kenino wants me and an 11th grade Georgian girl to sing Stevie Wonder’s “Part-Time Lover.” To quote my estimable co-teacher Teona, “It is the greatest.” Concert’s tomorrow. Will post video soon.